I'm finally back!
Anyway I apologize for the wait as my situation has changed drastic. Simply put I'm currently in school with full time and part jobs and very little free time at any rate. So sorry if this shows in my writing.
Also this chapter provided a different one to write as it took a while to figure out where I wanted to go with it.
Anyway I'll explain more at the end of chapter.
So with that out of the way all credit for this idea goes to Laurence Wu and all rights to their owners as I own nothing!
"This really has to stop." A hint of frustration was in Boudica's voice as she said this.
As she was frustrated. Because for the fourth time today she come back to a ruined camp. This really had to stop as she couldn't afford to not go out because of this. Still evening fast approaching so she would have to deal with it tomorrow at any rate.
Boudica then scanned her temporary dwelling to find that unsurprisingly that her fire pit and round lodge were completely ruined again.
It had already became apparent that whatever had been coming into her campsite would move things around if not just out right broke them.
To Boudica it made that all that effort she had put in earlier seem to been for nothing. If anything the fact that clothes that were currently drying on one of the nearby trees was untouched was nothing short of a miracle at this point.
Still the mess in front of her wasn't going to clean itself and she was burning daylight. So putting aside her feelings for the moment, Boudica immediately got to work on sorting out the mess in front of her.
"I wonder if this has anything to do with the local Lay Lines." The Celt asked herself as she was working on fixing the round lodge.
As it would make the most sense considering the close proximity her temporary lodging were to one of the many Lay Line crisscrossing the entire area. So for some animals to active harass anyone who came too close to it fell right in line with a conversation she had with one of her Druid teachers.
As he had explained to her that; Gaia the worlds will would occasionally enlist animals, spirits, or even Phantasmel Beast to protect areas that were important for the overall health of the planet.
Still this was something of rarity now a days as Gaia influence had been greatly diminished. Still that didn't mean that it didn't happen as Gaia was still apart of the Counter Force and wasn't to be taken lightly as a couple of hundred Mages, despots and would be tyrants had learned the hard way.
Boudica for her part just hope that this wasn't the case. As she had absolutely no interest in becoming involved in the Counter Forces business. Especially since she had a Master to worry about.
"I just hope Edward will be okay." Boudica muttered to herself as she stared to clean up a couple of the smaller items that were on the ground.
As the Celt had good reasons to be worrying about her benefactor. Mostly because of two reasons, both of which she had absolutely no control over whatsoever.
The first reason of why Boudica was worried. Was because of the Master Servant bond the two of them possessed as part of their contact. As it was through this bond between them that facilitate her Mana upkeep while also allowing as her anchored to this time period.
But this was where the problem lay as this was a constant process happening between them. Which meant that anyone with the slits abilities in Magecraft would be able to pick up and follow the Mana that was being exchanged between them.
Hence the reason why Boudica was nervous. As this lead straight into the second reason as to why she was worried for Edwards personal safety.
Because depending on which way they followed the trail they would either find herself or Edward at the end of it.
This was the thing that was driving Boudica crazy. But Boudica knew that if she to attempt to do something about she would in all likelihood make things worse between her and Edward in the long run.
As she could only think of two way of solving this problem.
The first of which was to simply force Edward to understand gravity of the situation he had unwittingly gotten himself into. But Boudica was already convinced that it probably never worked and would definitely make things a lot worse between them.
The other option she could think of was to simply spy on her Master for his own safety. But there was the rather glaring problem this plan. As Boudica wasn't of the Assassin class nor had she really spied on anyone in her life.
More over if Edward caught her spying on him or anyone close to him it would automatically ruin any future chances she had of a relationship with him. That definitely wasn't the outcome she wanted at all.
So despite her concerns for Edwards safety. Boudica would stick to her original plan of keeping her distance from him for now. But needless to say if there was a major event of some kind. Boudica would immediate rush to her Master side regardless of their current situation between them.
"I just hope that doesn't happen before we've worked everything out." As this was the last way that Boudica wanted to be reunited with Edward.
As that meant that something had gone terrible wrong.
Boudica then shock her head knowing that there wasn't any point in worrying about this any longer. Still she found it worrying really hard not to. Especially with the strange circumstances surrounding her summoning.
As she was nearly a hundred percent sure that there wasn't a Holy Grail War taking place. Also Boudica was very certain that the Counter Force wasn't involved with her summoning...
Well mostly.
It was around this time that the queen of the Iceni took a moment to check and see how much daylight she had left. She was then shocked to find that the sun was already starting to slip behind the horizon.
"I didn't think that so much time had passed." Boudica muttered to herself as she then looked around at all the things she still had to do.
But it was bluntly obvious now that she wouldn't be able to do everything before the sun set. Still Boudica had a very good idea as to what needed get done and what could wait until tomorrow.
"I just hope that I have enough time to get everything done." Boudica said to herself as cleaned up a couple more things before she made her way over to the firepit.
As there was no way that Boudica would spend the night without a fire. Especially since she plan to use it this this evening. But that depended on where or not those things were still here or whither they had been taken.
Still Boudica could figure that out after she had gotten the fire started.
"I should've gotten a lighter." Boudica grumbled to herself as she started fixing the firepit.
It was on her list of things to acquired. Alongside a second change of clothes, a phone, a job and most importantly government issues ID of some kind.
Though she was pretty certain that this last bit would have to be acquainted by illegal means. Which couldn't be helped considering the circumstances surrounding her.
'Still it's not like I can do anything about it right now.' Boudica reminded herself for what had to be the tenth time today.
As Boudica wasn't happy with the fact that she would have to resort that method to get what she needed.
Still the information she had been given didn't really explain why it was so important. Still she could probably venture a guess considering how much the Romans had made of becoming a citizen of the empire.
Gritting her teeth at unpleasant memories. Boudica attempted to calm herself down by doing something productive.
As she had already finished with the firepit so all that was left to do now was make an ember to light it with. So Boudica was going to use her favorite technique for doing so: The fire plow.
It was a rather simple yet labor intensive method of making an ember. As you were quite literally rubbing two sticks together in order to make one. Still it wasn't as simple as grabbing two sticks and rubbing them together like crazy.
As you required to certain kinds of wood to make it work.
First of which was a large flat piece of soft wood to act as the base on which the ember was to be made.
Secondly was a smaller branch of hard wood. To which one of its ends was rounded so that it wouldn't come out of the grove that was to be made in the larger piece.
Then by rubbing the two together it created enough friction between the two that an ember was usually produced within an hour or two.
Which was definitely a drawback alongside the amount of labor needed to make the ember. But considering everything Boudica didn't really care for time. Well mostly as she did want to have this done before sundown.
"Still. Theres no real point in rushing it." Boudica said to herself as she started working.
As Boudica was aware that she could if she really wanted to with her increased abilities as a Servant.
Still there wasn't really any reason as to do that, also Boudica was convinced that if she were to do that she would end up break both pieces of wood.
So it was better for her to play it safe and take her time.
It took her a couple of strokes before she fell into a steady rhythm, of working her stick back and forth along the same path. Back and forth she went not even noticing the pattern only the sounds of soft wood rubbing against hard wood while her arms started to tire. Still the Celt barely noticed this as she was completely forced on her goal.
Before she knew it the sun had set beyond the horizon and as the last bits of light were fading away. As it looked like she was going to spend the night in the dark.
It happened!
As small orange red glowing ember appeared in the groove. Its brightness made all the more apparent in the dying light around her.
Then without wasting a second Boudica grabbed the small ball of tinder that she had made earlier and transfer the small ember into as quickly as she could.
"Yes! Yes! YES!" The Boudica repeated to herself as ball immediately started smoking the moment the ember was put inside.
Then not even waiting for her tinder to catch a light. Boudica put in it inside the firepit and blow onto it. The moment she did that a fire immediately sprung up as she then started to feed more wood and kindling.
Which thankfully wasn't a problem as she had more then enough of both to feed at least two fire at the same time.
But as it turned out she didn't really needed to use that much as the fire was growing at a steady pace. This was in do part to a couple of tricks that Boudica had learned from her friends and teachers. Still she spent a good ten minutes tending to the fire before she was satisfied that she she could leave it be.
Sighing to herself, Boudica finally allowed herself to relax as she then looked up and saw the stars still coming into the sky in front of her.
"At least somethings never change." Boudica said to herself as she allowed a small smile to creep onto her fact.
Though some of the constellations that she had been taught as a kid seemed to be no longer there. Boudica couldn't help but marvel at the night sky. As she had longed for this while she had been in the Throne of Heroes.
"I just wish that you could be here." Boudica wishful said to herself as a familiar loneliness creeped into her heart.
As her thoughts went to her late husband. Knowing that no matter what she did that she would never be able see him again. This was something that she still struggled with even now after all this time.
Mostly because she never really got over this fact and was convinced that she never would.
Nor was he the only person she missed dearly.
But it didn't matter as none of them were in the Throne. Instead they had gone to the afterlife, a place she could never follow.
Boudica then sighed to herself knowing that there was nothing to be gained by this line of thought she had gone down many times before. Still just like all the other times, it took a great deal of effort to get her mind off of it.
To help, Boudica then turned her attention to the night sky as she watched as each star slowly winked into existent as the moon slowly moved across the sky. As she did Boudica wished that the food she had prepared earlier was still there.
As it would've been really nice to have something to eat right about now. Unfortunately the food was among the things that had taken for the campsite while she had been away.
Still it wasn't really a necessary thing for her now considering her situation at any rate. But it would've been nice considering all the effort she had put into preparing it at any rate.
So with nothing better to do and not really wanting to think. Boudica simply kept watching the night sky.
"It's just like that night." Boudica then muttered to herself as a old memory came bubbling back to the surface.
As it reminded her of a hunting trip that she had taken with her husband. She couldn't remember when it had taken place or what it had been for. But Boudica was certainly that it had happened before they had the kids.
So the trip had started out as any that she had been a part of.
Though she wasn't taking part in any of the actual hunt. As she had been busy with helping set up at camp and getting things ready for the next couple of days. But that wasn't the only reason as to why she was there, as Boudica had some special plans for her husband that evening.
The plan that would ironically save his life.
Though she wasn't intended trying to do that. Because all she had been trying to do was simply steal her husband away for a couple of hours so that they could some private time and get down to the important business of making an heir and ensuring her and Prasutagus legacy.
Because every time they had tried to do it some crisis or emergency would popped up forcing them to be apart for months at a time. So Boudica was going pin him down for a couple of hours tonight and have her way with him.
Also at this point she was starting to grow a little desperate for kids. As they had been married for some time now and most queens she knew would've at least had two to three child by now.
This fact also wasn't helped by the now circling rumors about her and Prasutagus for the lack of progeny. As it was rumored that either she wasn't good in bed or the rather more insulting claim that she or Pasutagus were infertile.
So Boudica was determined to prove them wrong!
As they would going to having a child before they was dragged away to put out another fire in some far corner of Britain yet again. Because that all they seem to do this day. As they were either either smoothie over problems for their Roman overlords or just outright put out fires they had started in the first place.
But that didn't matter to Boudica in the slits right now. As all she cared about at this point was dragging her husband to her bed.
Still this was easier said then done this days.
Which only added fuel to her own personal fears that the rumors might actually be true.
"Still I wished that taken that much." The Celt muttered to herself as she throw another log on the fire.
Though she did manage to get him to bed eventually. But it did take two bottles of his favorite imported wine and a rather special dress that made what she was wearing now look classic.
But it have the intended effect, as she was able to convince him to say the night with her while their guests went out for some more hunting. Still it seemed the Gods were against her, as they were barely into their second round of love making when a curses and screams rang throughout the forest around them.
Their immediate actions forget, they throw on whatever clothes they could get their hands on and ran out of where they had been staying to gather their weapons.
Later on Boudica would learn that the screams came from the hunting expedition. As they hadn't expected to run into any trouble as they were tracking down there prize.
A werewolf.
But as it turned out they weren't the only ones out hunting that night.
As a group of goblins had found them first. Then swiftly and without warning, they surrounded and then attacked the unfortunately hunters. Luckily for half of them were on horseback so they were easily able to make it to safely.
Still they hadn't been expecting to be attacked as several bodyguards were cut down before an escape route could be made. From what she heard later on it had been a hard slog for them to get away as the goblins were intent on having them.
"They were luck to escape at all." Boudica muttered to herself as she throw another two logs onto the fire in front of her.
As Boudica knew first hand that goblins were quite formidable fighters. Which also wasn't help by the fact that the average goblin had the strength of two or more men.
So as she said they were luck to escape. After which they immediately fled back to the main camp. Leading the goblins straight to them.
Boudica didn't remember that much about what had happened in between them leaving their temporary accommodations and just before the goblins attacked.
If anything in that time had been seared into her memory, it was the look of her husband face when it finally dawned on him that they were under attack. Though Prasutagus was indeed a strong man and probably one of the best warriors available to the Iceni. He absolutely dreaded the idea that his family might be anywhere near the front lines of battle.
Unfortunately for the king of the Iceni he didn't have any control over what was about to happen. But also his wife couldn't help by worry about him as well. As she knew that he would throw himself into where the fighting was most intense without a second thought.
But there worries were quickly forgotten as the goblins started emerging from the forest in front of them. Boudica and Prasutages quickly joined the hastily made battle line of those who could lay hands on any weapon that wasn't nailed down.
As Boudica was absolutely convenient that she had seen some using a chair as a club. But it didn't mattered as it was in the hands of a a Celtic warrior.
A person who would rather die fighting then coward before the enemy.
So it began with a small hunting party of about eighteen to twenty goblins against the Celts and their allies which rounded up to about Four-three fighters total. This wasn't including those who were on horses, or those in a full panic and were completely obvious to the current situation around them.
As such the odds were heavily stacked against them.
"I still can't believe that we didn't die there." Boudica muttered to herself as she throw another log onto the fire.
Because it was nothing short of a miracle that her husband, let alone herself made it out of that situation in one piece. But the Gods had been smiling upon them that day as they were not only about to hold off the goblins. But they actually managed to push them back far enough that they were able to getting into something resembling a defensive formation.
From there it had quickly turned into a bloody stalemate. As anytime the goblins attacked they were quickly repulsed and they were forced back. As for Boudica and her allies they simply didn't have the numbers to make an offense, as every time they tried to the goblins would try to get around their flanks and try to attack them from two sides.
So both side settled into a pattern of one side attacked and the other driving the attackers back. Still it was rather obvious that the longer that this went on the more likely the goblins were to be the winners of this whole affair.
As each time they attack a person would go down while the goblins would only take some minor injuries. This was mostly down to just how resilient the goblins were as creatures.
Because they were seemingly built for fighting. As their skin was naturally thicker then most animals on the island and was on pair with hardened leather they occasionally use for armor. But that alone wasn't what made them dangerous, as most goblins were seemingly natural athletes.
With a well built body that was more then able to support it many activities they engaged in which was weren't limited to hunting, running and wrestling contests with other goblins to establish their place within their social hierarchy.
In which the strongest goblins were on top. While most others, baring those with enough intelligence to actually to something useful with themselves, were simply cattle.
Living and dying by their superiors whims.
'Still I can't believe how big they actually were.' Boudica thought to herself.
As this had been her first time actually facing goblins in battle, and what had stood out immediately to her was their height. As an average goblins height was around five feet nine, with the largest goblin ever encountered reached the height of seven and a half feet tall.
Add this to their already impressive physicality this made for a extremely formidable opponent. So anyone facing them would either have to be a extremely skilled fighter in top form, or the most common way they dealt with this problems in those days was to simply overwhelmed them through sheer weight of numbers.
Unfortunately for everyone there those options weren't available to them.
But despite the obvious disadvantage they had taken them head on. Which was probably the only reason why the had held on for so long.
"As I'm pretty sure they weren't expecting someone to be crazy enough to to fight them with a chair." Boudica then laughed to herself.
Because that image that came up everytime she thought about was hellacious. In either you had to laugh or cry about it sorta way.
As the man how had been welding the chair had been a close family friend. But so much time had passed that she had actually forgotten his name. That to her was absolutely frighting as she had remembered his name up to the time of her death.
But somehow his name had slipped in between the cracks while she had been on the Throne. Boudica then squeeze her legs as uncertain came into her mind. As it wasn't lost to her that this wasn't the only thing that she had forgotten while being at the Throne for some time.
She wasn't sure at to why that was. As in theory the Throne of Hero's was supposed to record everything on those that admitted into it. But apparently that wasn't entirely true.
"No point worrying about it." Boudica muttered to herself as she dropped that though.
As it was doing nothing for her other then bring back bad memories and the same feeling of loneliness and frustration she was trying to avoid.
Still it wasn't easy. But thinking about her past did help a bit.
Speaking of which!
So there she was face to face with a six foot sever goblin, fighting it alone as everyone else around her was dealing with their own problems. It should've been a one side fight if not for the fact that her opponent at the time was trying to take her alive.
As the goblin was undoubtedly was planning to use her as breeding stock.
But Boudica would've converted to Roman paganism and started to worship the god Mars before she would allow that would happen!
Because if this goblin did manage to get a hold of her, Boudica knew that it would attempt to drag her away so that it could mate with her.
That idea alone churned her stomach but it was made worse by the fact she knew that Prasutagus upon seeing this would do everything he could to rescue her.
It wasn't that she didn't appreciate this. As she loved him very much but Boudica knew that he immediately tunnel vision on get to her. Which she knew meant that he would be making this push alone.
Even now Boudica wanted to vomit as those old memories ran through her.
As she couldn't stand the very thought of being the reason for her husband death. Because compared with simply being raped and humiliated by a goblins seemed small compared to that happening together all at once.
So she was going to make damn sure that this didn't happen!
Even if it ended up costing her life. Because as the Druids had told them many times before, death wasn't an end it was simply a beginning of something else.
That was fine with her as it had been a constant source of comfort during her life. Knowing that no matter what happened to them they all ended up in the same place.
"Maybe not for all of us." A hint of sadness made itself known in her voice.
As Boudica knew that for her that this wasn't the case. Because instead of dying and moving on to what came after, instead she had been placed into what was essentially a state of limbo as she saw it.
Neither allowed to fully die nor that of the living.
This bothered her as it went against everything she had been taught growing up. Boudica then shock her head. As it wasn't really time for her to be getting into this.
Boudica then squeezed her legs again in an attempt to settle her mind. But this only worked momentarily before her mind wondered again. At this point Boudica didn't see any more reason to stay up any longer, as she was simply tired and wanted the release that sleep would allow her.
So without another thought Boudica stood up and without even checking the fire walked over to where she was going to spend her night. It was the best she could do on short notice. But it would keep her off the cold ground that lied underneath it.
The bed as she was calling it was made from soft grass, leaves and some branches that help raise it off the ground.
All and all it wasn't anything that she hadn't dealt with before in the past. Though she did deepen wish for some company. But that wasn't going to change, at least for tonight at any rate.
Still Boudica was already regretting not putting another couple of logs on the fire as it was going down rapidly. So with great reluctance's Boudica made herself get up from her bed and marched herself over to the wood pile. From which she grabbed four large pieces of wood and unceremoniously throw them onto the burning piles of ember below.
It didn't take long for what flames did remain to greedily start eating away at the new source of fuel Boudica had provide. Now with that out of the way and with a absolutely certain that there wasn't anything else that she was forgetting.
Boudica made her way back to her bed. As she did so her mind made it way back to where she had left off in her memory.
Where she had been facing a goblin practice one on one. Boudica would be the first to admit that it truly was intimidated facing it for the first time. Especially when she knew the price she would personally pay if she were to lose.
So knowing that Boudica knew that the only way she could possibly stand a chance of winning was to do the last thing the goblin would expect. She attacked him head on with every intention of killing the green skin monster in front of her.
Even if it ended up costing Boudica her life. As she would rather die then allow herself to become their slave!
Then without even thinking she was upon him. Surprising even herself as to how close she had gotten to the green skinned giant, as she barely had enough room to use her borrow sword.
Still that didn't matter at the moment. All that mattered to her was being this fucking goblin down!
Unfortunately the goblin was first to recover from the shock of this woman that had unabashedly rushed in and attacked him! Not only that, but she had actually managed to injure him with a slash across his right upper body.
This wouldn't do at all as without any warning the goblin reached out immediately and grabbed the target of it anger by the throat. As Boudica quickly found herself three to four feet in the air.
The fact that this happened so quickly was a complete shock to her, as she hadn't expected to be in this current situation.
But she was and the current situation was now turning a little dire. As she could barely breath and could feel her strength ebbing away as the noises around her were seemingly becoming farther and farther away.
"B**d**!" She could barely hear him call her name.
But she knew that it was Prasutagus, as only his voice could make it way to her like that at any rate. Still she could barely recognize his voice as it was becoming hard to stay awake.
Though that should've of been a problem considering the fact that her lungs felt like they were on fire as she was desperately try to gasp for air.
'I really thought that the green bastard was going to kill me.' Boudica thought to herself as she now laying in her bed.
But one look into those black rage full eyes told her everything she needed to know. As the goblin was furious that she had dared to attack him let alone inflict an injury on him.
Later on Boudica would learn that she had actually been facing off against a goblin warlord. Which explain as to why he was so insulated by the injury she had inflicted on him.
Still that didn't matter at that moment as darkness was starting to close in on her as she struggled to stay awake. As she was quickly loosing her strength in her arms and legs. It was at this point that something nearly fell from her right hand.
Her sword!
Boudica had completely forgotten that she still had it. So with little time to spare Boudica looked for a way to free herself from the goblins clutches.
She immediately settled on striking at the goblins arm. Still Boudica wasn't entirely sure she had enough strength to make the effort.
'Goddess please lend my you strength.' Boudica thought to herself as mind then went over to her husband.
Knowing that he was watch was watch steeled her resolve. As she knew that he would never give up on her and she would she would do the same. So with the last of her strength Boudica raised the sword over her head.
But just as she was brought it down her body finally gave out on her and she lost consciousness. Boudica just hoped that the sword landed where she aimed it.
Moments later Boudica found herself woke up on the ground not remember how she had got there. All she did remember was waking up gasping for breath on the ground covered in black red blood and someone screaming bloody murder.
It didn't take her long to figure out how was screaming and what it was about. As she quickly found the goblins severed hand and managed to figure out what happened.
But that didn't mean she was out of danger as Boudica could see two more goblins were running towards them. But one of them was instead stopped in their tracks as a long sword emerged from his torso.
Then she heard his voice.
"BOUDICA!" Her husband; Prasutagus called out to her.
She looked in the direction of his voice and saw him. His armor was in tatters and covered in the blood of both himself and the enemies he fell while trying to reach his wife.
But what she noticed next made her heart drop into the pit of her stomach. As she finally noticed his injuries, as he had a spears sticking out of his shoulder. At that moment Boudica wanted nothing more then to get up and beat the ever living daylights out of her husband.
Boudica wanted to call him an idiot for doing such an thing, even for her this was too much. As even she wasn't worth that much pain.
Boudica then began to shedded tears over the memory of her husband in that state.
"You idiot." Boudica muttered to herself as she allowed herself to cry.
As she fucking loved him so much. It was so hard to go on some days more then others. If only he was there with her in the Throne. Then maybe it would be easier for her to wait. Knowing that she could see him some day.
But that wasn't possible.
So she weeped not only for the man who was her husband but also her closet friends. Letting all her bottled up emotions spill forth, as she didn't even bother to control them.
As there wasn't any reason to hold them back. So emotions that had been bottled up for god knows how long were let loose as Boudica in the longest of times allowed herself to cry. To cry over her losses what she had endured, and most importantly what she had done.
Though Boudica had come to terms with most of her actions she had taken in her life. There were those actions that she never really got over and still bothered her even to this day.
Still what could she do about it?
Nothing obvious. Nor would she want to change it at any rate.
So she cried. She cried over the memories of family, friends, and most importantly over her husband and her best friend.
As she could vividly remember him even all this time spent separated from him. Even now she could imagine him fighting his way through the afterlife if only to speak with her one more time.
"I...I...I!" Boudica chocked up as she tried to say something anything.
But once again she was left with nothing but a memory. As it returned to her once again.
As she once again found herself on the ground looking at her husband as he charging towards the goblin that was racing towards him.
But just as she was about to call out to him. Boudica quickly found herself flying through the air courtesy of a strong kick into the right side of her rib cage.
Luckily of her none of her ribs had been broken. Still if she had been around today they would've told her that she had at least three cracked rib alongside some rather deep bruising.
Which explain why she was finding it painful to breath. Still Boudica knew that she had to move because she knew if she didn't she would die. But before she even had a chance to so much as lift herself up. A foot placed itself on the square of her back pining her to the ground.
As she then felt something hot and wet dripping onto her back.
'So he's finally decided to finish me off.' Boudica thought to her knowing that there could be only him.
Though Boudica could hear her husband call out to her to get up and to fight back. Boudica was pretty much out if it as the earlier adrenaline rush had ran out and all she felt was pain and fatigue setting in.
She couldn't believe it.
As she hadn't been done in to by an enemy on the battlefield, but instead she had been betrayed by her own body. Because of that she was going to die with her husband watching.
It was almost too much to bare. But at least he wouldn't have to watch her being raped a goblin. Boudica took a small measure of comfort in that fact at least.
But there was her husband that she hadn't considered when she had thought about this and he definitely had something to say about this. As in a moment of horror Boudica watch as Prasutagus was stabbed.
She didn't know where it had been as his opponent was blocking her view of her husband. But from the language Prasutagus was using alongside the blood coming off of him now. There was no way that Prasutagus hadn't been hurt.
Boudica then wrapped her hands around herself and squeeze herself tight. As she remembered the feeling of guilt and pain knowing that she was the reason why her husband was like this.
Still those feelings hadn't last long as Boudica received a strong blow to tack of her head as it threatened to send her to the realm of unconscious. Only if it weren't for the pain now erupted from her back of her head.
Boudica for her part couldn't remember what happened next.
As all she remembered after that was pain, screaming and a war cry followed by blood. Still the result of all that had been the weight on her back being suddenly removed as Prasutagus came into her view.
It was there where she got a good look at what had become of him. As rusty red hair was a mess with dirt and blood which also was smeared across his usual handsome face. Still Prasutages had some new addition to his face with a split lip, a black eye and a light gash on his cheek.
But that was nothing compared to the rest of his body. As he was covered in scrapes, cuts and other kinds of injuries. If Boudica still had the strength she would've smacked him for doing all of that after which she would've kissed him for doing all that for her.
Still she didn't seem to need to say any of that as she looked him straight in his light green eyes. As it seem to say everything for them.
Boudica's mind was now wavering as sleep finally started to make itself knowing in the edges of her mind. As it was becoming hard to stay focus on her thoughts as the outside world was becoming further away as even the sound of the fire now seemed to be some distance away.
But just before she fell asleep one last memory flash through her mind.
That of after the battle had ended and the two of them were recovering from their injuries.
Boudica for her part standing over her husband sleeping form on the bed tending to his injuries the best she could in his sorry state. But it was the least that she could do. Considering the fact that she was the main reason for why he was like this in the first place.
So despite the pain she felt every time she drew in a breath. Boudica did her best to care for Prasutagus while they waited for one of the local healers to arrive.
Then during a time that she was changing over her husband blood bandages he unexpected woke up and trying to sit up before she stopped him.
"Don't!" It was the only word she could say.
Prasutagus for his part notice the tone of voice that his wife was using so without saying anything he let himself be pushed down. Boudica for her part was already trying to figure out what she was going to say next. As she both wanted to hug him while at the same time wanted to smack him and start yelling at him for being so stupid and reckless.
Thankfully for the two of them Prasutagus was the first to speak.
"How many?" He asked.
It took her a moment to process what he had asked. But she knew what he meant.
"Twenty-two." Boudica stated the number of people who had died.
Prasutagus took a moment to absorb the number as tried to get a look at his wife. For Boudica's part she was currently wearing her war regalia in case it was called for.
But for the most part she was wearing the leather armor and the tunic that went with it as any more armor with her current injuries would simply be a hindrance. As they had acquired such things through their Roman allies.
Still that wasn't important right now as Prasutagus had something to say.
"I'm just glad that you're-" It was there that he was cut off by his wife.
"Don't." Boudica was fighting back tears as she said this.
As all those emotions that from earlier finally came boiling up to the surface.
"Boudica." At that point she snapped and started crying.
"Don't. DON'T YOU DARE EVER SCARE ME LIKE THAT AGAIN!" She then screamed despite the pain in her chest and her own sobbing.
Prasutagus for his part didn't say anything as endure his wife's cry as she cursed him between hiccups for the stunt he pulled in rescuing her. As she then bared her face into his chest as she cried.
It was then that sleep finally came to calm her. But just as she was drift off Boudica could swear that she hear the sounds of something vaguely familiar in the far, far off distance.
But that didn't matter as sleep she had so despite wanted finally found her.
Finished!
Anyway I would like to thank all of you who have waited a full YEAR FOR THIS CHAPTER!
God I can't believe its been that long. Anyway all I have to say is that things change in my life and that I simply couldn't just figure out this chapter. As it took me a good four drafts, each that took three months a piece before settling on this.
That said however you'll be happy to know that I'm going to continue this story. As I'm in too deep to stop now!
Anyway the next chapter should hopefully come out a little quicker then this one as I do have a light draft of where I want it to go. As I wanted to focus on Boudica in this chapter and Edward and Nadia in the next.
Now to the reviews!
First up as usual Laurence Wu.
Yes Boudica in quit the pickle right now.
Not only because she's all alone in the modern world. But there's very little she can actually do to support herself, other then turning to violence and thievery to get by. So depending on how things workout with Edward we'll see what happens.
Also I'm glad you enjoyed the interactions between Edward, Nadia and Robert. As they were the tufts thing for me to write. So I'm glad that my efforts weren't wasted!
Next up Flashtheshapeshifter.
Unfortunately for Boudica it's going to take a while for her to figure things out with Edward. Still she's got enough things to keep her busy in the meantime at any rate.
As for my plans for everyone's red headed Celt, right now I want to flush her out before I do anything major with her. Which is rather obvious to see in this chapter. With all the focus on her and put something in place for the future to expand on, later on in the story.
Because I believe that she can be a good character, even if I can't find very much information her historical. So I'm taking my best guess as to what happened while trying to say within reality. While put a spin on things as see with this little story.
Still I'm glad that you appreciate the time that I'm putting into this. Even though I wish that I could do things faster. Still something can't be helped considering everything involved in making this.
Finally ZenoZen.
First of thanks.
I was aiming for that. Because I wanted to try something a little different with the relationship between Master and Servant. Most because as you said it pretty standard in most fate stories.
So I wanted to try something a little bit different. Anyway at this point I'm just hoping that I can make it work the way I want it to.
Anyway guys that's all I have to say but just one question for you guys and it's just for fun.
If you could meet any Heroic spirit for a day how would it be?
I thought it would be a fun question to ask.
With that said I'll see you next time until then have a good one.